Below the cliff was a range of mountains.
It was the season when the trees were most lush, their branches and leaves blocking out the sky.
Tang Xiaobai stood outside the forest, watching the people she brought disperse into the woods, their figures disappearing in just a few blinks.
She pressed her lips together and turned to search along the mountain stream by the forest edge. She couldn't rest easy waiting for news at home, so she pleaded with her brother to bring her along.
After all, no one cared about Ah Xiao as much as she did. She was terrified of missing any message of rescue.
Tang Xiaobai walked around by the water, focusing her gaze on the stones protruding in the middle, seeing how the water was so clear, almost transparent, she extended her foot—
"Tang Xiaobai!" Tang Ziqian pulled her back with a rare look of anger on his face, "Do you believe this water can go over your neck!"
